My Squirrel Teacher
To one degree or another, it’s been One of Those Days lately. You know the kind. Not that bad, not that good, weights on your emotional ankles that make you want to just… Continue reading
To one degree or another, it’s been One of Those Days lately. You know the kind. Not that bad, not that good, weights on your emotional ankles that make you want to just… Continue reading
The sky is blue. In former years, that was a basic sentence for English language instruction. In 2020 it’s cause for celebration. Last week the Bay Area (and much of the Pacific Northwest)… Continue reading
I have a New Year’s tradition. Always fun, it’s grown even more important over the past three years. When the calendar flips, I look up lists of Things That Went Right that year.… Continue reading
It feels odd, living in the early scenes of an apocalypse movie. The toxic taste of city-spanning smoke is a seasonal normality here now, as enormous pieces of California burn in the… Continue reading
The tyrannical obstinacy of Time drives me crazy. The way it refuses to heed the beseeching of the heart or the epiphanies of the mind, only drums forward with the dictatorial egotism of… Continue reading
Equal Pay Day yesterday deserved a post. Something to address the crushing idiocy that women would have to work these extra months into 2018 to earn as much as men did in 2017.… Continue reading
You know you’ve said it too. “Nah, I don’t need to bring a camera.” And shortly after, the inevitable sequel: “I should have brought my camera.” The first night of our California… Continue reading
The Camino de Santiago, now that was a trip! Through Spain’s incredible landscapes, seasonal snow in the Pyrenees, across the sensual green hills of La Rioja, through the sere desert beauty of the… Continue reading
I didn’t know yet that another layer of institutional bureaucratic chicanery was going to keep me from getting my teeth cleaned yesterday afternoon, so I sat in the waiting room with the other… Continue reading
The white supremacist, with his full grown body, stunted intellect, and all the moral development of pond algae thinks that he is oppressed. He feels his heritage, status, and very understanding of the… Continue reading